Violet had to walk a half hour home every day. Her mom didn't care enough to pick her up and it's not like she had a friend she could get a ride with. And she dragged her feet along the sidewalk her thoughts focused on that guy. There was something about him that brought the blood to her cheeks and made her want to shy away. She was never one to be shy; when she thought something she said it.
"Hey, need a ride?" Violet looked over to see that same boy smirking at her like before.
"As long as you don't kill me," she mumbled as she accepted his offer. When she said that a strange look overtook his face. "I'm kidding."
"So, your name is Violet, right?"
"Wow, stalker much. What's yours?"
"Tate. Why did you get in the car with me?"
"Because you offered me a ride and I'd still have twenty minutes to walk."
"What if I was a rapist? You shouldn't accept rides from strangers, Vi." He said as he turned the corner. She noticed what he had called her and decided she liked the sound of it. "Do you wanna go somewhere with me? Like, right now." He knew this was a long shot.
"Sure, where are we going? The farther away the better." It was almost like she knew.
"I don't know yet. How about we just drive." She nodded in agreement. It would give her some time to get to know Tate and she didn't really care where she ended up, no one else did either.
He knew he'd have to tell her eventually. What he did couldn't be hidden for long and since he was always one step ahead of the game he knew why he had to take her with him, one, for company because the moment he look into her eyes he knew she'd be a great road-trip buddy. And of course, two, because she was now an accomplice to his crimes. He knew if they had found her and not him he'd never forgive himself. Now he just had to keep them safe and out of the spotlight.